Contract Marriage: Love Has Finally Arrived Chapter 1317: 1318: I Also Had a Pleasant Meal

Capítulo 1317: Chapter 1318: I Also Had a Pleasant al

The reason several female employees said this is because the M Group is unimaginably large, and even within the sa company, it’s not easy to et face to face.

Feng Jinglei naturally heard their conversation clearly.

Holding her teacup, she felt as if her feet were nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Ma Pianpian and Ma Qianqian look exactly the sa. Maybe in Qin Feimo’s eyes, she could be Ma Qianqian.

“So, did this Ma Pianpian also go up to have lunch with the big BOSS?” One of the female employees gossiped.

Another female employee tilted her head, “Seems not, because Ma Pianpian ca down after only ten minutes, and soone saw the big BOSS leave the group. I guess she didn’t go up to dine with the big boss!”

These words caught Feng Jinglei by surprise, making her turn her gaze toward the few female colleagues gossiping while drinking tea.

So, Ma Pianpian didn’t actually have lunch with Qin Feimo, then why did she act as if she did in front of her? It was like she did it deliberately to let her hear it.

Returning to the office with her teacup, Feng Jinglei had just arrived at her desk when Ma Pianpian ca back.

As usual, after glancing at her, Feng Jinglei didn’t intend to talk to her, instead she set down her teacup, preparing to start her afternoon work.

Though she wasn’t interested in speaking, Ma Pianpian seed quite interested in her. She walked over and smiled at her, “Jinglei.”

Feng Jinglei lifted her gaze, casting a glance at her, then lowered it again, continuing to sort through accounts and docunts, “What is it?”

“Did you enjoy your lunch?”

Upon hearing this, Feng Jinglei’s actions paused, she looked up at Ma Pianpian with a aningful glance, “It was okay, how about you?”

“I had a delightful al too,” Ma Pianpian said with a smile.

Actually, at noon, she assud that going upstairs at that ti, Qin Feimo might invite her for lunch. That’s why she dared to speak so in front of Feng Jinglei, although she hadn’t expected Qin Feimo to not invite her at all.

Of course, having spoken, there was no way she could tell Feng Jinglei that she didn’t have lunch with Qin Feimo.

Feng Jinglei picked up the teacup beside her, sipping plain water, for only with that action could she mask the urge to laugh.

“As long as you’re happy.”

Ma Pianpian didn’t notice the faint smile at the corner of her lips but carried a sowhat arrogant deanor as she looked at Feng Jinglei, “By the way, Jinglei, does your cousin know you’re working here?”

The sudden question brought Feng Jinglei’s drinking to a halt, lifting her gaze at Ma Pianpian.

Did she really tell Qin Feimo about her working here?

“Why do you ask?”

Ma Pianpian was briefly stunned, surprised that the tone of these two people was actually identical.

Is she truly his ‘cousin’? She didn’t believe it.

Her smile blossod like a flower, “Because when I ntioned you to him earlier, he seed taken aback.”

“Is that so.” Feng Jinglei continued drinking water, unwilling to answer her question.

Glancing at the ti, it was already one-thirty.

“Lunch break is over, I have work to do.” With that, she picked up a stack of folders on her desk and headed to Chen Feng’s private office.

Watching her back, Ma Pianpian was even more certain of her heart’s suspicion, secretly curling her lips.

Indeed, the woman seen a month ago at the small villa entrance was Feng Jinglei, right? She had witnessed the entire process of her sister’s death…